My sister, mom, and I were standing in a long line at the Sam’s Club café. The entire time I was waiting, I was repeating to myself what my request would be “one slice of cheese pizza please”, my mind was constantly yelling at me. When we approached the cashier to pay, I got thrown off by his cuteness so rather than requesting the pizza, I boldly said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club café has none of. Once I noticed my mistake, I yelled out “noooo”, loud enough for 50 people to look at me. Mortified, I ran away and my mom and sister had to fetch me the slice of pizza from my hiding spot in the cold section. To this day, I plead with people to order for me when anyone vaguely attractive is at the register.